Née Liu cut the moon cake based on the number of people . Looking at her smiling face, Wang Yiping’s face was turning green from anger .
She thought that she, as the eldest son’s wife, should be the one to cut the moon cake . But now, the one who’s doing it was this whatever Née Liu . Wasn’t this obviously bullying her?
But she did not dare to demand this authority in front of Old General Mu . He was a first-rank division commander of soldiers in five cities, with control of one-third of Great Yan’s Imperial Army in his hands . He stomped his feet and one-third of Great Yan’s people would be affected .
And Mu YingYi was a second-rank deputy general, higher-ranked than her own husband by several ranks .
According to the situation, Née Liu had already been conferred as a second-rank furen .
But what was she? Her father Duke Yingguo was only an empty title with no real power . Till now, she had not even been granted a fourth-rank furen title .
Mu YingRui had already submitted the paperwork . But it was like a stone sinking into a big ocean . It must be Old General Mu stopping this thing behind the scenes .
She guessed correctly . It was indeed Old General Mu’s words to the Emperor that played a role . “Emperor, it’s not easy to say too much in front of outsiders . But I don’t dare to hide anything from you . If it wasn’t for this subject’s first daughter-in-law Dier, then subduing the rebellion in Nanjiang wouldn’t have been so smooth . In this subject’s heart, the eldest daughter-in-law and lady of the house is only one person . That is Dier . ”
Once Old General Mu said that, Wang Yiping being granted a ranked furen title was a long way off .
Zi You saw Wang Yiping’s expression was bad and secretly sneered . She thought, ‘There’s more unpleasantness waiting for you . ’
After worshipping and eating moon cakes, Mu YingRui wanted to go back and do ‘that . ’ The yiniangs took turns sending him tonics these few days . His fire was flourishing and wanted to go put out the fire .